Page 55 of Justice for Samara

Cleaned up and ready for bed, she gave him her sexiest smile as he strode through the bedroom and into the bathroom. Damn, she loved to watch him walk past! He had no clue how sexy he really was, and the way the front of those jeans tented just a little didn’t hurt anything.

The bathroom door opened and when he stepped out in nothing but his boxer briefs, there was no doubt what was on his mind. But when he turned with his back to the bed and slipped off the cotton garment, she reached out and put a hand on each of his hips. “Turn around,” she ordered as she gave him a twist.

Cocks had never been something she’d thought of as beautiful, but his was. It was perfectly proportioned, plenty big enough, and hard as a rock, its crown purple with the blood coursing through his flesh. His smile was wicked. “And what do you think you’re doing?”

Samara reached out and fondled his balls. “Making you the happiest man in town tonight.”

The laugh he let out was throaty and deep. “And you’re going to do that how?”

“I think you know.” Before he had a chance to say anything else, she opened her mouth and took him right down.

A hiss erupted from his lips, and he pressed a hand to either side of her head. “Fuck, baby, that’s so fucking good.” She hummed around him. “Oh, fuck yeah. That’s… Hey, hey, hey, babe? Hey, can you turn loose for a second?”

Her lips made apopsound when she released him. “What?”

“Can I just sit down on the bed? I don’t want my knees to buckle.”

“I’m that good?”

He laughed again. “Oh, hell yeah!”

By the time they were situated, she was on her elbows between his legs, sucking away, her ass in the air. At least twice he leaned out and slapped it, and it made her giggle around him. That just made him groan. After about five minutes, she started to add a twisting motion around the base of his dick and he flexed upward toward her face. “Damn, Samara, you know how to suck cock, girl. Oh, god. God, god, god. Damn, babe.” She could taste the little dollop of precum he’d released, and that just drove her on. “Babe, I’m getting close. You don’t really want to swallow, do you?” She nodded, her mouth full of his hardness. “What? No. You don’t want to… I know you don’t.” Nodding again, she doubled down on her sucking and bobbing. “Babe, really, I’m gonna turn loose. I’m trying to hold out, but I don’t think I… I don’t think I can. I think… Baby, if you don’t want to swallow, you should… Samara, you… You’d better… Fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. I, I, I… Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” he moaned as his hot cum filled her mouth. It was salty, bitter, and something only he could give her. That thrilled her more than he could ever know.

It only took her a couple of swipes with her tongue to clean him up. When she had, she crawled out from between his knees, pressed his legs together, and straddled them. Working his softness with both hands, she smiled into his eyes. “Good, huh?”

His hands pulled her head toward him and he kissed her. “Damn, that’s so fucking hot, tasting me on you.”

“Yeah? Kiss me again, babe.” He kissed her again, and she ran her tongue into his mouth only to find his sliding against it, curling and dancing. One touch of her hand told her he was hard and ready again, so she rose up and let herself down on his hardness, never releasing his lips. His fingers dug into her hips as he pulled her forward until she was seated firmly on his shaft, and she could feel his crown push against the end of her channel. “Damn, boy, you feel good.”

“So do you. I told you that you’re my queen. And this is your throne, beautiful.” She felt his hands slide from her hips, up her ribcage, and cup her breasts, his thumbs stroking her nipples until he brought his fingers to them and pinched.

Her belly contracted and her whole body folded forward. “Oh, fuck, baby. I need you.”

“I need you too. Ride me for a bit and then I’ll roll you.” Rising up just a little, she fell back down, and his hands left her tits to grip her ass, helping her rise and fall on him. She rested her forearms on his shoulders and pressed down to help lift herself. Their lips were less than an inch apart, and he stared straight into her eyes. “Damn, I love you, girl.”

She had to have it. She just couldn’t wait. God, he felt good slamming inside her as she dropped each time. It surprised her when he pressed his hands onto the tops of her hips and stopped her. “What are you doing?”

“Lean back. Go on. Lean all the way back. Keep going. I won’t let you fall.” As her forearms slid back and her hands reached his shoulders, he gripped them and held her hands as she leaned back until she was lying on top of his legs, hers bent under her. “Look at you. Damn, you’re hot.” Before she had a chance to ask what he was doing, she felt it.

Along the length of her body, she could feel nerves lighting up, gooseflesh popping up here and there, and her nipples hardened as he stroked her clit. “Play with your nips, babe. I wanna watch.” As soon as she pinched and pulled them, she heard him groan. “Oh, god, yeah. Just like that. Fuck, I want you so bad, girl. Come for me, babe. Just turn loose. Come on. I know you can. You want it. I know you want it. You want this red-hot cock pounding up in you, don’t you? Say it.”

“I do. God, I want you to fuck me, Michael. Please?”

“Not until you come. You’ve gotta?”

“Damn!” she screamed, her back arching and head thrown back, lifting her torso toward the ceiling. Fisting the sheets above her head, she rocked against him as he drove her on. “Please, Michael, stop. Babe, stop! No more! No more!”

“Yes, more. Another two minutes more.”

“God, Michael, please!”

“Come on, one more time, Samara. I know you can do it.”

“I can’t! I can’t! Oh, please, please, please… Gaaaaaaaahhh!” The second orgasm hit and she shook uncontrollably, still clutching the sheets in her fists. “Michael, please! Oh, god, no more! No more!” And he stopped.

There was no time to catch her breath before he pulled her up to sitting, then scooted down and rolled them until she was on her back. Lips pressed against her neck, he murmured, “God, I wanna fuck you so hard.”

“I want you to! Please, baby? Please?”

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